it doesn't mae me god, the fact that I am god makes getting dressed futile and tedious... btw i am still drunk
I have a feeling that after last night, i'm not just going to hell. i'm going to hell on a full scholarship. free admission bitches
i'm having a wet tshirt contest with myself and yet i'm still losing
we can't become the bulimic house in the complex dude. Besides, you need teeth for your career.
well apperantly i passed out on the stairs shouting "victory".
We're about to have a bottle rocket fight on jetskis. You have 5 minutes to get on our level.
you might as well be a hobo. you were covered in pee last night hanging out on the stairs drunk.
right. well we all have our lows.
I feel like someone had their period in my eyes.
I'm sorry I got a little outta control last night.
I don't care if I just threw up. You kiss me now. This is marriage.
You pretty much isn't said it
Those words don't go together.
Note to self... Do not stick your head in a can of paint and try to paint the walls green with your hair
if a CSI technician examined our hotel room with a black light he'd think we hit the Pulse button a DNA blender without a lid
You pretty much lost your mind. Your ego has gotten ten time the size of your balls.
Putting a bow on your dick doesn't make it a real present
Dude, someone puked in my washing machine last night, I tried turning it on to clean it...not a good idea
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